Considerations when traveling in Australia/New Zealand (snakes, jellyfish, spiders)?

Here is a link for some NZ made knives. I don't own one, but I have often admired them. I guess some New Zealanders would think that their country is the 'pighunting with knives' capital of the world, so this thought may be reflected in the design of some of the knives you may find here.

There are other NZ knife makers besides Svord, but I haven't found their websites (if they have them).

http://www.svord.com/

Regards... cooote
 
Those knives look very functional, coote. And he is using some good steel too. Despite my initial question I have a pretty good idea about what knives to bring... As Ming65, keluangus and some others have suggested, I'll bring my Swisstool (EDC) and my other EDC, a Paramilitary. (I always carry these.) Other than that I'll bring my Howling Rat for heavier outdoors use and a Becker Necker for my girlfriend. I don’t plan to carry anything bigger, unless very strongly recommended by you guys.

Edit: I'll probably end up buying knives over there anyway. I think locally made/ethnic knives and tools make the best souvenirs, especially when you can get something genuine (not some tourist POS).
 
I'd just follow behind one of the local fellows. Let him take the point.

And carry a big stick to whack stuff with just in case.
 
Just a couple of items I noticed on my last trip down under.
First, a compass purchased in the States will not work in Australia. The needle will just make a dive downward. (Also, don't plan on the stars showing you the way. The Aussies put them up backwards!)
Second, check the laws on knives. They make NY and CA look like free States.
 
Terrill said:
don't plan on the stars showing you the way. The Aussies put them up backwards!

Sheesh Terrill - that north star's just made y'all lazy:D

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Ming, you should have seen me! My first hunting trip into the outback and I was ready to be the ture outdoorsman. Knowing I was at the mercy of the boy I was going with, I decided to have my gear ready in case it was needed. After all, if he and I got separated, I wouldn't have a clue where I was. I pulled my compass out to get a bearing and that needle dove for the ground! That is an odd feeling that comes over you when you have NO IDEA of which way is home!
 
Whereabouts were you Terril? Sounds like there was lots of iron ore about. Some of that stuff is so pure you can pull it out of the ground and weld it.
 
I'm not sure whether there is a certain amount of jesting going on here or not, but it reminds me of a couple of experiences I have had with compasses.

I was once hunting with my Uncle. He died quite a while back and he was a great guy. If he were active today I would love to introduce him to this forum because he was quite a gadget man. I recall that he had an all-steel Estwing hatchet hanging on his belt sometimes, a knife that I now think was a Mora, and he carried a compass. Anyway we were trying to find red deer in a big patch of mature bush in some country that was relatively flat. We were wondering if we were headed in the right direction. I pulled out my compass, found north, and pointed to it. Something didn't seem right... my uncle pulled out his compass and the needle pointed in exactly the opposite direction. It turned out that my compass had somehow changed its polarity.

Another time I was trying to find the old boundary pegs on a big block of land in a scrubby remote area. I had some pegs and landmarks to work with and I took a sighting on some distant landmarks so that I could walk in a straight line trying to find the pegs. I was in an area of what we call mineral belt country. There are some old exploratory copper mine shafts in the area, and I understand that there are traces of a variety of minerals as well. And although I am not a minerologist, the colour of the rocks makes me think that there is a lot of iron around. I was walking down a compass bearing that I had worked out from an old survey map. I had a top quality prismatic compass that my dad had brought home from the Korean war. Over a 200 yard walk, or less, I saw the compass bearing change by maybe six degrees even though I was walking on a straight line. I guess the iron was affecting the compass.
 
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